Return of the King, Dominating the City
Chapter 72 - 72 71 On a Narrow Path the Brave One Wins

72: Chapter 71: On a Narrow Path, the Brave One Wins 72: Chapter 71: On a Narrow Path, the Brave One Wins Puxiu was stunned in place, and Song Yun also opened his mouth in shock, cursing to himself about how this was surely a setup.

He wasn’t even ready to fight yet; who the hell had pushed him into this pit of fire?

Sniffing a couple of times, Song Yun reluctantly jumped onto the stage and said, “Brother, I also have no idea who set us up.

Let’s just have a casual fight.”

“Have you offended anyone?

The folks from the National Security Bureau are tough, but the top three on the Dragon List aren’t to be underestimated either,” Puxiu said with a sneer.

“Maybe someone intends to use me to get rid of you, but don’t worry, I’ll spare your life so you can seek revenge.”

After Song Yun bowed his hands in acknowledgment, Puxiu picked up two steel tridents from the ground that gleamed under the spotlight, looking quite fearsome.

Song Yun, who was unaware that he would be fighting today, had forgotten his weapons at home, so he casually grabbed a military dagger.

Seeing that Song Yun was ready, Puxiu took a deep breath and suddenly leaped, gripping the tridents tightly.

He swiftly stabbed toward Song Yun, aiming the longest prong gleaming coldly straight at Song Yun’s heart.

Song Yun quickly retreated backwards, weighing the dagger in his hand, then moved to meet the steel trident stabbing toward his heart.

When brave men meet on a narrow path, the brave ones win.

In this first encounter, he definitely couldn’t afford to lose face.

“Clang!”

Sparks flew as the two sharp weapons collided, producing dazzling sparks.

When the first strike failed, Song Yun landed and merely touched the ground with his tiptoes before leaping up again for another round of attacks.

The military dagger, as if it had eyes, shadowed every move and thrust directly at Puxiu’s heart.

Puxiu stubbornly used his steel tridents to fend off the attacks repeatedly.

“Ding!”

After another collision between the dagger and the steel tridents, Song Yun’s dagger suddenly snapped in half.

Holding only half in hand, while the other half stuck into the ceiling, Puxiu seized the opportunity to thrust his trident straight at Song Yun’s abdomen.

Song Yun flipped backwards.

His innate sense of danger enabled him to react quickly and protect his belly, but his right hand used for blocking was pierced through.

Blood gushed out, vivid and striking.

Looking at his impaled hand, Song Yun furrowed his brows.

How long had it been since he’d felt this kind of pain?

Although it pierced his heart, inside Song Yun stirred a vague thirst for blood; right now, he was eager to fight.

With a loud shout, Song Yun threw away the half-dagger in his hand.

His body, swift as a phantom, rushed toward Puxiu who was slightly slow to dodge, but reacted quickly enough to stand straight at his spot.

Then, supporting himself with his trident on the ground, he executed a roundhouse kick, attacking Song Yun’s lower body.

Song Yun suddenly sprung up and, wearing casual shoes, harshly stomped on Puxiu who was lying on the ground.

Puxiu gripped the fork with both hands, lifting his legs high, aligning his body straight up into an L-shape.

His tridents scraped backward several times, dodging Song Yun’s assault, and then in a swift movement, his legs lunged like spears directly toward Song Yun.

Song Yun countered with a Tai Chi technique, using softness to overcome strength.

His hands, moving fluidly like drifting clouds, circled and completely neutralized Puxiu’s attack.

Then suddenly he burst forth with power, spreading Puxiu’s legs apart and stomping down fiercely.

This one stomp was so formidable that every man watching instinctively crossed their legs—that damned kick was bound to peel a layer off Puxiu even if it didn’t kill him.

Puxiu’s face turned red, the fork now lost somewhere, and his hands clutched his groin tightly.

After grinding his foot a bit more, Song Yun said with a relieved sigh, “Refreshing.”

The referee, with a smirk, came forward to announce the result, and Song Yun had become the third rank on the Dragon List, possessing the right to end the fight or challenge further.

Song Yun waved his hand, indicating his duty to challenge the Dragon List was completely fulfilled.

There was no need to go on risking his life by ascending further.

Jumping off the stage and placing himself under the care of a beautiful nurse for bandaging, he lay straight on the couch, not wanting to move at all.

The referee looked around the crowd and said, “The new third rank on the Dragon List, Song Yun.

Would anyone like to challenge him?”

Upon hearing this, Song Yun just wanted to kick the old man to death.

Damn it, wasn’t this messing with him?

Couldn’t he see that Song Yun’s hand was injured?

Didn’t he realize Song Yun had just exhausted himself?

Wasn’t this tricking Song Yun?

Some in the crowd were tempted; now that Song Yun was injured, if they took advantage at this moment, wouldn’t they become the new third rank on the Dragon List themselves, which would certainly be a prestigious title?

Lin Zhu, the fourth rank on the Dragon List and also a young prodigy, jumped onto the stage and said, “I’ll take advantage of you today.

I’m moving up a rank.”

Damn it, did everyone look down on him?

Could it be that after being injured he had no fighting power left?

No way, his nickname was even the “Indomitable Little Cannon.” How could he possibly fall so easily?

Song Yun drank some water, jumped onto the stage, and roared, “Let’s battle!” His body unfolded, charging toward Lin Zhu even faster than before, almost instantaneously reaching him.

Lin Zhu hurriedly waved his hand to block, but the speed, though only slightly faster than before, was dizzying.

Dodging Lin Zhu’s attack, Song Yun evaded the finely crafted dagger swung at him.

Lin Zhu then lashed out another precise stab toward where Song Yun was headed.

Song Yun’s body suddenly halted as if a car had smashed into a wall and stopped instantly, causing Lin Zhu’s strike to miss again.

In Lin Zhu’s moment of annoyance, Song Yun seized the opportunity.

With a punch as quick as lightning, he smashed directly past Lin Zhu’s defense and into the young competitor’s face.

Lin Zhu’s originally delicate face suddenly swelled up, looking from afar like a monster had manifested.

This brief moment stunned everyone watching.

They had thought that with his injuries, Song Yun wouldn’t have much capacity to continue fighting.

Yet now, his capabilities appeared even more formidable than before.

The masters on the Elephant List were also buzzing with discussions.

They hadn’t expected a young man dispatched by the National Security Bureau to be so formidable.

Initially, they were wary of him because of his status, but now they truly feared him due to Song Yun’s power.

“I want you dead,” Lin Zhu cried miserably, charging at Song Yun with his knife.

Staying close, Song Yun’s movements were fast.

Lin Zhu, truly a young talent, kept slashing his knife at Song Yun’s vital spots, predicting with remarkable accuracy, and several times almost succeeded in stabbing Song Yun.

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